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In the air there is a chiming, stealing far from out the west, Where the crimson sun is sinking, o'er the mountains to his rest. Oft, at eve, I hear that chiming, solemn, silvery, dying fast; 'Tis as from some Chapel hidden 'mid these Bocas wild and vast.Chime, chime, chime ! God is Eternity, the world is Time !

Oft, at eve, I've sought that chiming ; sought it by the lone sea shore, 'Mong the islets and the reaches, where the seabird hovers o'er; 'Mid the ebb- and 'mid the flow-tide, 'mid the remous' rune-like moan,Till my heart is sick with longing, and my eyes are weary grown. Chime, chime, chime ! God is Eternity, the world is Time!

Somewhere, somewhere that fair Chapel hidden lies from mortal ken, In an elder world of wonder, for a race of sinless men ; And they kneel in the old arches, young and old, and evermore Rises up the rich, undoubting, simple faith of days of yore. Chime, chime, chime ! God is Eternity, the world is Time!

Might I find it, might I enter, kneel within its hallowed shrine, Lave me at its mossy fountain, it might calm this heart of mine; Still the anguish, still the grieving, heal all sorrow, cleanse all sin . . . But the Way is deep in shadow, and the Light is all within. Chime, chime, chime ! God is Eternity, the world is Time!

NOTES.

Somebody, I forget who, entertained us one day with a vague tradition, said to exist among the fisher people, about voices being heard in the Second Boca.

Men's voices. Young men's, I think, the idea was.

Certainly no women's.

Scribbler takes a hold of this, and of course spoils it. He must have a mixed congregation, or the Child would be dis- pleased. He deliberately sacrifices what might have been a sort of Parsifal Legend. Yes, sacrifices it. For surely the natural thing would have been to introduce Papa Teteron and his sons as Cenobites, leading a mysterious life likeAmfortas, or whatever his name was, and his sons.

FEEDBACK

Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all.Amen